histories

Tales From The Town #85: The History Of The Well

The well wasn’t always haunted. But it had always been a well.

It is an echo of that which happens above, shaped by all the things it cannot see.

It’s as young as the rain, younger than clouds, newer than children, more recent than sleep.

Its memories are memories of the memories it once remembered itself. It longs. It yearns. It needs. It wants. But for what it does not know.

The well is a mouth that feeds on old bones. The well is a prison that is impossible to escape. The well is a hole even blacker than our hearts, even deeper than our despair.

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Notes:

1. Written on 29th March, 2022

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Tales From The Town #71: The Mirror Of The History

For all of us to see hangs the mirror in the hall.

The mirror reflects perfectly, yet leaves nothing looking quite the same. It lives on spite, on kindliness, on despair, on care, love, insecurities, fear, memories.

It is as permanent as our sense of self, as ephemeral as the glance of our eyes, as fragile as the glass of its making.

The mirror itself is never seen. We look beyond its surface. Everything it contains is borrowed from outside.

In the hall the mirror hangs for all of us to see.

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Notes:

1. Written on May 10th, 2022

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Tales From The Town #71: The History Of The Mirror

In the hall the mirror hangs for all of us to see.

Everything it contains is borrowed from outside. We look beyond its surface. The mirror itself is never seen.

It is as fragile as the glass of its making, as ephemeral as the glance of our eyes, as permanent as our sense of self.

It lives on memories, lives on fear, on insecurities, on love, care, despair, kindliness, spite. The mirror reflects perfectly, yet leaves nothing looking quite the same.

For all of us to see hangs the mirror in the hall.

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Notes:

1. Written on 10th May, 2022

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